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It was the following day, and Yeongja barely managed to drag herself out of bed.
She still felt drained from the events of the day before, and if that wasn't enough, her anxiety was through the roof at the thought of Daeun not being downstairs to greet her this morning.
Yeongja's eyes started to water. Daeun was one of the few things that made getting up in the morning worth it.
Even though she didn't really, and couldn't really, express how she felt about the woman, Daeun truly meant the world to her. She couldn't even picture a life without her in it.
Yeongja slowly staggered over to her closet study nook, where she sat at her desk and shoved her head between her folded arms as she placed them onto it.
The pink haired girl let out a deep sigh as she squeezed her eyes, holding back her tears.
The girl wished for a lot of things, rarely did those wishes come true, but she truly, desperately wished that Daeun would still be here.
Pushing herself up from her desk, Yeongja stared at the tiny blue butterfly that was that was cased and mounted onto her wall.
The Kim girl put on her bravest face as she stared at the beautiful creature.
Daeun was going to be downstairs!
And if she wasn't, Yeongja could only push forward.
No matter what.
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Pushing forward was much easier said than done.
As Yeongja trudged down the stairs with her head held high and face scrunched up, the hope she held dimmed slightly, step by step.
She still has hope that Daeun would still be here, doing Daeun things; fear and uncertainty was beginning to creep up on her, however.
She's here, I know it!The Kim girl thought with a huff as she reached the last few steps.
Once she hits the ground-floor, Yeongja screwed her eyes shut and took many deep breaths; in and out.
